Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Assorted Knocks


Thinking doesn’t have to include worry.

Middle age was yesterday’s senior citizen because my grandfather never tore his plantar fasciitis.

I have mastered the heartache and heartburn of being with relatives on the Holidays.  Kill them with kindness and it makes me forget all the transgressions I imagined they perpetrated on me and softens some of my own emotional crimes on them.  

When are we in good hands? When we clasp them together and pray.    

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Love and Arithmetic


 Love is always a great reason to consummate, but sometimes we misinterpret that two people become one, when it’s the other way around two people come together and form a new entity, one that wasn’t there before. 

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Knock Knock Knock


Silent scorn is using thoughts as a deadly weapon.

Whenever you talk to yourself make sure someone you love and trust is listening

When I hear talk behind someones back I can hear the talk behind mine.

When I feel uneasy in my center zone, I ask my sub conscious if its an alarm I need to wake up to.  (this you inspired directly)

The acid test to patience and tolerance is answering the same questions over and over and over. I love you Dad.

How did I know I married an angel?  After purgatory and hell, well you just know.

Thin slices off life give me the love and appreciation I never gave attention to when only the past and future existed for me.

Forbidden fruit looks appetizing and delicious but leave it alone, its in someone elses bowl.

Siring a child is just about the biggest responsibility God can hand you.  Those entrusted to me that I didn't, I mark fragile because they are on loan from heavens library.

The grass is always greener because theres no seeding and no mowing.

When I don't raise my voice to meet anothers, a number of things occur:  I hear the truth, I hear the lie  and I hear the distortion and best of all I hear what I really want to say.

God only gives us what we can handle and if I drop it I must have done it on purpose.

I really don't know what pain is. because God has spared me until I am ready.

I never really did anything myself, I just showed up and when I listened I did the right thing and when I didn't I landed some place else.

Its Christmas time and the scrooge in me feels like I am bleeding green, but no one has  ever died being a Christmas donor.

Have you ever been lied about put on a spit and then believed the hoax?  Acknowledge your part and the universe will handle all the punishment necessary.

Whenever I get the free time to wait in line, I will put it to good use and pause to be grateful to truly realize I am not in control.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Love Takes Time


Love takes time, but tenderness and respect only takes an instant. 

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Fear and the Shadow of it


Fear exists solely on the notion there is something to lose. Since we don’t possess anything except the energy we share, the shadow of fear exists only exists because of the light we give it.